Live MMA Vegas Trip Report

[iamkhai]

note: I am posting this while here in Vegas. I will be updating it each day with as much info as I possibly can remember. This is a live trip report, so if you are in town and want me to mention you in it find me at the club and just say so Also, I am a writer by trade now, so this will be as detailed as I can be.

Ok need to set the tone of this trip. I went on this trip because of an mma conference that is an absolute must for those in the business. It’s called Fight Summit and its not a meet and greet of fighters but rather a place to actually learn about the industry and improve your skills.

Additionally, my best friend was coming up and it happened to be his birthday while there. Needless to say, this trip was being planned around partying first, work second.

Rewind to July when I discovered JC and I became hooked on preparing for this trip. I knew that for the first time I could afford to party a lot in Vegas and I didn’t want to squander any missed opportunities. I also knew that my buddy would blow through his cash gambling faster than Charlie Sheen get’s women. So the idea was to plan non-gambling activities to minimize his losses.

He wanted to stay at the Palms and add on top of that the fact that the UFC fight on Saturday was here, it was a no brainer. I googled, found a coupon code and booked a nice 1br through the Palms people for a lot of money. I wanted that separate room just in case.

The first money saving deal I took advantage of was from ***** ******** who had posted in the forums that he could beat almost any rate at the Palms. I tested his theory and he saved me 48% off of what I was going to pay. That’s a chunk of change. There were ZERO issues with using him instead at check in and it was great. Other friend were considering coming (some did, some did not) and each time they mentioned getting a room I bounced the rate off of him and he was fast to respond. I will definitely be using him for future Vegas trips.

The next step was getting from the airport to the hotel and back to the airport. Bella Vita was new to the scene here at the forums, but the words were enticing. I had my wife use him for her friend’s bachelorette party weekend and she had zero issues. Unfortunately mine was not the same.

After winning a contest for a gift card on here, I tried to book a party bus. They said they had a new party bus and were offering JC members a great rate of $99/hour or something to that effect. I figured this would be a great way to get around town for some activities on Friday night, and so I sent off several emails about it. Unfortunately no response, and thus no party bus booked. This wasn’t the only communication issue. My flight changed and I tried calling the number advertised on their website several times, every time getting sent to voicemail. I then called the owner directly, again getting voicemails. I sent off emails to both my confirmation and the owner himself, all while getting no response.

Day of my trip I left 3 voicemails and 2 emails. Each one said that I expected a call back and that if I was in the air, I would receive their voicemail confirming the changes. Literally a minute before they had us shut down our electronic devices, Nick called and said the change was noted. That’s what I call cutting it close.

Overall, I won’t be using them again. I am from Chicago and when I needed a limo for something, I called 4 places to get quotes. All 4 places answered within one ring and were able to get me a quote instantly. Bella Vita may be trying to make a name for themselves, but unfortunately it’s not going to be a good one.

The positive from the limo was the driver was extremely cool and was where he said he was going to be. I asked to stop off at CVS and we did before going to the hotel. He gave me his card and it said he was with executive star so now I have them as a contact.

Onto the fun stuff. The day activities planned were indoor skydiving, gun range, zip line down Freemont Street and of course UFC fight on Saturday night. Additionally I planned our table service and talked to several hosts.

First the supremely bad host. I had mentioned this in a previous thread, and now he is being outed. The guys name is Greg (that’s all I was given from my friend) and he works at Pure. I’ve been to Pure twice, the first time was insanely crowded (couldn’t move) and the second time it was dead to the world.

Greg was very pushy and kept saying that his club was the best and that I would see that. I explained I had been there before and he didn’t need to sell me on it. He then quoted me an insane price of $600/bottle for my 1 bottle min. I explained that I was getting better deals at other clubs and he again said that his was the best. At this point I started to laugh and decided to end the conversation.

Now two hosts who I did talk to, but I ended up not using. Anthony from Tryst and Chad from Club Nikki/RPM. Both were fast and responsive, but unfortunately the plans didn’t work out for us to head over to them.

The hosts we did end up using were Phil Loomis from the Palms and Darryll from Cathouse. Both were insanely great at explaining everything to me. I asked for info as if I was a moron who needed to be taught everything and they didn’t treat me poorly because of it. In fact, this made me want to party with them even more.

I decided that I wanted to pre-pay for my bottle service for Thursday and Friday night. What I meant by pre-pay and what the clubs wanted were two different things. The clubs thought it was just a cc auth that gets run the night of and I don’t have to see it. What I wanted however was to have it PAID for before I even landed in Vegas. This was due to several factors including Christmas spending and being too damn drunk to try and figure out the bill.

Once this was explained to both Phil and Darryll, they immediately went to work to get it done. It took a bit of coaxing on their end to their bosses but they pulled through. Not sure why the clubs were frowning down on it as it was guaranteed payment.

Arrival day I got in and the plan was to play poker at the Aria in their 7pm $125 poker tournament. I played well until my KK got busted by A7 when there wasn’t an ace on the board and I went all in. Lucky bastard had NOTHING and hit his ace. Not sure why he thought I was bluffing, but oh well.

Phil had texted me to let me know that the MMA Awards after party was going down at the Playboy Club and if I wanted to get in, he’d hook us up. We got in no problem and he met us at the club and got us a couple of drinks. Headed over to Ghostbar as that was the more happening place, again he bought a round for us and then he headed out.

Neither club was really “that” happening so we decided to head down to the casino and gamble. That was a mistake as I lost my ass. Went back to room early as I had a conference to get to the next day.

The details of today will be posted sometime tomorrow in as much detail as I can possibly remember. It might not be much because as of this writing, there’s 2 of us drinking tonight and we got a killer b1g1 deal from Phil for tonight.

[DeX]

greg baker?
also the ufc event this weekend is gonna pretty sick, do you have good seats?

[iamkhai]

greg baker?
also the ufc event this weekend is gonna pretty sick, do you have good seats?

No clue on my seats yet, haven't purchased them. Hoping that something comes through for them.

[iamkhai]

Thursday's adventures

So after going out for a little bit the night prior we called it an easy night as I had to get to my conference. Unfortunately I was still on Chicago time and woke up at my normal time which meant I woke up at 5am and got 3 hours of sleep. Couldn’t go back to sleep. Fuck.

I go to the conference and I walk around like a zombie for a bit and learn some good stuff. Then I head back and decide I am going to take a nap before we go out. That didn’t happen.

Went over to Art of Shaving in the Mandalay Bay to get all cleaned up. Joe the barber was hilarious. If you ever want a straight razor shave, this is where to go.

My friend had a buddy who decided to make the drive up to Vegas and party with us. He brought along some beer for the room and we started to pre-party. It was getting late, and no one had eaten dinner so we went downstairs to find some cheap eats that weren’t at the food court.

My buddy was all about this “place he saw last night that was cheap”. It was the Mexican restaurant and we got there with 5 minutes until the kitchen closed. We order food and it was way to hot for my liking, but I decided to try and force it down as I knew we were in for a good night.

Food is finished and then we all realize at about the same time that it was probably a horrible mistake to have eaten Mexican BEFORE we were drinking. Oh well. Phil comes down and lets us know that Moon wouldn’t be open until 11 (it was about 10:20) so we go to Playboy club.

Killer table right on the tiniest dance floor and unfortunately I cannot remember our bunny waitresses names. We took a couple of group pictures and one of me planking. These girls thought that was hilarious but didn’t proceed to move away from where they were. I think their asses were glued to their seats under the ledge, but whatever, the night was young.

The bunnies are pouring us drinks and we are starting to loosen up a bit. Music was jammin and my voice was shot by the second drink.

Hit the dance floor a bit trying to get my buddies up off their ass to no avail. Got some definite looks and probably a couple laughs at when LMFAO’s Party Rock Anthem came on and I decided to old school shuffle.

Round 11:50 or so we decide to head up to Moon. First thing I did was text Phil how awesome this club is. Oh and our table, on the dance floor just off to the side. Great location for watching stuff, unfortunately not a lot of space right there for dancing. No big deal, I made it work.

Waitress was Jessica and she was amazing. Can’t remember security guys name or our runner, but they too did a fantastic job. They asked if we wanted girls and the obvious answer was yes.

They brought over these Australian girls and my two friends were going crazy. The girls were like 6’s though except for the blonde who was maybe a 7. Bad news was they just wanted to sit there, drink, chain smoke and talk. I decided to squash that asap but in a nice way: I asked Jessica and the runner to pour the girls weak as hell drinks. Honestly it was hilarious, I watched one pour and if there was any vodka in this girls drink, it probably evaporated.

Told security to get more girls, this time one’s who would dance and preferably not smokers. Seriously the chain smoking going on my table was absurd. Group of four girls is brought over and the first thing they ask is “Can we have vodka?” Great. I ask where they are from they tell me Ukraine (this is important in a bit). I tell them to dance up on the ledge around our table and the girls went over to our runner thinking I told them he had the drinks. Gotta love no voice and foreign girls.

He comes back over and I tell him same thing, make their drinks weak, they haven’t earned anything yet. Start dancing with the girls, but they were into their foursome thing. Easy enough, no drinks for you.

Aussie’s are starting to split up and go their own way, but one is staying put at the table taking turns talking to my two buddies. One of my buddies starts talking to the Ukraine girls, and he had a different approach as he talked to the only girl I didn’t. But unlike my answer, she said they were from France. WTF?

I decide that I have had enough non dancing females and decide to take things into my own hands. I jumped up on the ledge for our seats and started dancing for the two females who were doing their thing on the other side of the railing. I proceed to kill it, jumped the railing and start grooving with them.

I offer them drinks and they politely declined. In hindsight I probably should have told them I wasn’t pouring the drinks as these ladies were probably scared of the horror stories of getting drugged. No big deal, but we are grooving and dancing. The shot girl comes around and they buy me a round of shots! Score one for me.

Go back to my buddies and there’s only one Aussie left. Not sure where the other 4 went, but she seemed determined to hook up with one of my guys. I was all for that.

One of the two bottles is killed and one of my buddies is in bad shape. He tells me he’s going to the room to pass out. That leaves just two of us with about a third of the bottle left. Time to turn this party up.

I hit the dance floor hard busting out some old school stuff in between swinging girls around. Note to self for tonight, drunk girls are insane to try and lead, they don’t get that a male is supposed to lead. Just power your way through the leading and hopefully they will catch on.

Go back to the table and the Aussie and my friend are hitting it off. I was all for it, especially considering he’s 5’6 120lbs soaking wet and she was like 6’1. That would make for a hilarious story in and of itself.

Then the red flag came up. She asked us if we could score some coke and to do it with her. Sorry but neither of us are into that and I went on shut down mode. Not full on cock block per say, but I knew it could end in trouble.

More crazy ideas are pitched and just thrown out and the bottles are spent. Girl notices and suddenly its time for everyone to go. We head down stairs for some McDonalds and chatted with more girls.

Completely drunk we debated if we should go to an after party, a strip club, or just crash. Couple of texts were sent out, but then I realize how neither him nor I can really even sit straight. I make the decision to call it a night and we head back to the room. It was about 5am by the time we got to the room.

Our other friend was completely passed out and we knew we were probably in for a rough morning. I woke up at 10:10 and thought it had to be much later. I feel fantastic. My two buddies however do not. They are in the other room swearing about how bad they feel right now. It’s hilarious. Honestly I could go shuffle some more. My only crux is I have zero voice.

Not sure of what will happen today, but look for the report tomorrow. Probably going to go to the gun range, go carting, and more. Tonight's festivities are with Darryll and we know he knows how to party.

[wishiniwasinvegas]

Go to Fast Lap for karting.

fyi, I got fastest laptime of the day last time I went.

[Guest]

2 hours and counting

[iamkhai]

Friday Part 1

Ok I am writing this now while there’s down time. The reason being, I have a feeling we will be obliterated and tomorrow I won’t have any recovery time before hitting up the fights and GBDC and then more.

Neither Ernie nor ***** were feeling too great, but slowly they started to get better. Quick drop down to the food court for some food made my buddy Ernie better.

Ernie kept going on and on about wanting to get a massage (not the illegal kind) and how it would make him feel better. He then came up with his “fantastic” idea of putting $100 down on red for roulette and if it hit he would take the profit and get a massage. I kept trying to tell him this was a bad idea (he sucks at gambling) and he was trying to justify it. Finally I explained it to him that he could go lose $100 on roulette and have nothing to show for it or he could go lose $100 on the massage and have a massage. He still opted not to get a massage but he didn’t go lose his money either.

Ernie’s doing better and I convince him to do gokarts. We lay down a bet, whoever wins best 2 out of 3 has to pay the other the cost of the karts. With the bet on, we headed over to Pole 2 Position across the street from our room.

First race Ernie won, second I just barely won and then it was just him and I on the course for the final race. Unfortunately for me Ernie won and I had to pay up. The plus was Ernie started to feel sick.

He blamed it on the fact that he gets motion sickness and I claimed bullshit. He was up and down, pacing then trying to lay down to feel better. But he was refusing to let his stomach contents come out. He kept saying it was just a mental thing.

Finally I convince him to puke and he decides to do it. He told us to turn the tv on as he was going to be loud. I have never been warned that someone is a loud puker. And he was. But then he said he felt much better. He may have won the gokarts, but I was right about the puking.

Quick count of our number for tonight and we realize we are at 6 dudes. Last night we killed 2 bottles with 3 of us so it made sense to contact Darryll about upgrading our Gary Royale/Jack Colton special from b1g1+champ to b2g2+2champ.

Time to get some grub, then get ready for the festivities at Cathouse. If there isn’t an update tomorrow morning sometime, it’s cause I woke up too late and had to get the fights and GBDC. Enjoy.

[iamkhai]

posting while drunk and about to pass out. Probably won't remember doing this in the am.

Cathouse is the shit. Anyone who doesn't think it is needs to get their head examined. The girl to guy ration was easily 3:1 though most girls were bitches and only wanted free drinks rather than say their name.

One group tried to steal my booze but my waitress stopped that quick. Big ups to Darryll. Rest will be posted either tomorrow if I am coherent enough or Monday.

Peace out and Stay Even.

[iamkhai]

Friday part 2

Food was ordered: Papa Johns. We called, they put us on hold for 3 minutes, we hung up and called back. When they asked if we could be put on hold we said no that we just were and we wanted to order. She took our order, but then she must have had some issues as she couldn’t write down our cc number correctly. At the time it was annoying and we were pissed. Looking back though, it is funny shit.

Head on over to Luxor at 10:30 and get there. Damn that place was popping. It was by far the most happening place we had been to in our three trips. Walking around trying to figure out where Cathouse is and we see there’s a line for LAX. Not sure what was going on there, but this was not what I was expecting.

Check in with Darryll and we have two buddies who are running a bit late. We decide to wait a bit for them and go gamble. I sat down at let it ride and I was about even. Then I said that I would be playing my last hand and I was dealt a set of 2’s. Boom. Roughly $360 earned off my bet. Not too bad. Definitely need to upgrade from 2 bottles to 4 now.

Head on over to Cathouse and there’s 4 of the 6 of us. The stragglers said they were walking over but really they were down the strip. So the 4 of us enter. Oh and at this point, still no voice so I have to result to telling people via notepad on my iPhone.

Let’s introduce the players for tonight’s festivities so we can be clear. There’s me, my friend Ernie, his friend *****, Coach, Badluck and Trevor. Badluck and Trevor were the two running behind.

Back to the night at hand. Darryll walks us up to our owner’s table and it is smack dab in the middle of the action. Already we were noticing the girl to guy ratio was sick. Something like 4 to 1. The phrase shooting fish in a barrel came to mind.

Waitress and runner come over, and give us the run down on our beverages and what not. Didn’t take too long for the bottles to come over and drinks to be pouring. Maybe 5 minutes after the drinks were going, the four of us were all having a good time.

Two females were dancing near our table and I went up and took one by the hand and led her through some dance stuff. She actually knew what she was doing and it was a blast showing off our skills.

My tie was taken off by her, put on her neck, and then she damn near popped the buttons off my shirt trying to open it up. Yes this was going to be fun. For fun let’s call these two girls Blue Dress and KB.

Blue dress starts hitting it up with Coach while I was dancing with KB. ***** and Ernie did some laps and ***** surprisingly had the balls to go talk to and dance with one of the hottest girls in the club. Darryll will have to correct me here, but she was a miss september something or other and his date to prom. Even though I knew that there was 99.9999% chance of nothing happening between her and my buddy *****, I was impressed.

Badluck and Trevor come up bout 30 mins in. Both looking like they need a drink. More drinks our poured and it’s a good time. Girls are brought over randomly, some good, some bad. But KB and Blue Dress are with us the whole time.

Now I need to confess something. I might be a bit cheap when it comes to my booze. I’m not about to just give a girl free booze. She has to earn it. Not sure why girls are so afraid of a single dance, but apparently they are. I ask the same question to each group, who’s the best dancer of the group and then I take them on a nice little spin.

After that they can have some booze. But this one group of, f it, let’s call them for what they were, bitches tried to steal my shit. They sat down, didn’t want to dance and just wanted booze. We had to wait for some glasses, so they tried drinking straight from the bottle of champaign (empty) and then got up, grabbed one of my vodka’s and tried to leave. Big ups to our waitress for catching this and getting our booze back.

This whole time for whatever reason, we cannot keep any other girls around other than Blue Dress and KB. And they made sure to maximize their time with everyone. My buddies were all cock blocking each other left and right over these two. Kinda funny.

I remember at one point Trevor just walked over and started dancing up on blue dress. She was already dancing with 3 of my friends and he just came in and was like boom. Of course it helped that he sort of looked like he was a security guard there that night.

Trevor at one point didn’t look good and decided it was time to go. Since he came with Badluck, I figured he would be going too, but nope he was there to have a good time. Party on.

KB and Blue Dress eventually left without saying goodbye. However I think one of my friends is having dinner with Blue Dress tonight, so we will have to see how that goes. No girls, down to 5 guys and the girls are getting worse. They are either too drunk and mean or are too drunk and bitchy. Which sucked cause we had a bottle of champaign left to give out.

Club starts clearing out a bit early for our tastes so we figure why not try to shut it down. We came close. Finally gave the bottle of champaign to a bachelorette party who was getting married at like 11am the next day. Best of luck there.

We square up and leave with our extra bottle of vodka that we didn’t drink. Then we start discussing where we were going to go. Much like the night before, the answers were Drais or strip club. I send off some txts again but we are dicking around too much. Honestly 45 minutes was spent just trying to figure out what to do with the damn bottle as we knew we couldn’t bring it in to any club with us. So I sold it for $10. Probably the worst transaction ever.

Coach doesn’t like this deal and starts asking for some of the vodka back. After like five minutes of debating the merits of my deal, the dude caves and we get like 10 ounces of the bottle poured into a cup.

What a mistake. Coach can’t drink any more of it and tells me I have to finish it. There’s maybe 5 ounces in there and other than making a poor sale 10 minutes earlier, taking this was the biggest mistake of the night.

So we are still debating where we are going to go and I decide I am done. More texts are sent and I realize that no matter where we go, it’s going to cost me at least $100. I decide to hold onto my money and that I am going to go home.

While Coach, Ernie, and ***** are all arguing over going home or going out, this dude bites it hard coming DOWN THE UP ESCALATOR. The dude is like black out/pass out drunk and his girl goes running to him. I notice she dropped her coat and purse so I try to bring it up to her (she rode the escalator up to the top) and she yells for me to not touch it. Then she realizes I was being nice and apologizes. Dude was awake now and he apologized for falling down the up escalator. Funny stuff.

I head home, coach heads home as he had to work at like 8am and it’s already 4am at least. Ernie and ***** go to Drais. I come back to the hotel, grab some McDonalds like the night before and people watch. At this point I knew I made the right call cause the room was not staying still.

I get back to the room and pass out, though I know my buddies weren’t at Drais for very long cause they weren’t far behind me.

For whatever reason I cannot sleep in this town. I woke up at 8am after passing out at 5am. Not too bad of a hang over and it will be gone after I go get some food. Today is the last day unfortunately as I go home tomorrow. Planning on going to the fights, GBDC and something else. Not sure what all it will entail.

[iamkhai]

Ok Vegas it’s time for me to leave. But before I do, we need a recap of the day’s festivities.

Apparently the boys Ernie and ***** came home around 7am yesterday instead of the 4:30am like I thought. Whatever. They were asleep when I woke up and were still asleep when I came back and took a nap and then went again.

Got a last minute ticket for the UFC fights. Unfortunately my boy Dustin Neace lost his fight. Major suckage. After his fight I bolted and met up with Phil to check out GBDC. I was there maybe 2 minutes before I went back to get my boys to go there.

I get back to the room and they were hemming and hawing. I kept telling them it was awesome, but they were slow as paint drying. Finally we were all ready to go and we went up around 4.

Once there, they realized their mistake. If there is anything you take from this trip report it should be this. GBDC IS THE SHIT. GET THERE AT 1PM AND CLOSE IT DOWN. The biggest regret of the trip was that we didn’t get there earlier. Seriously. And if you need contact, hit up Phil Loomis for it.

After GBDC we decide to gamble. I lose, my buddy wins. I head back to the fights while he takes 2 hours to lose his winnings. Fights were good, but not great. After head back to the room for a quick powernap before deciding the final night’s festivities.

Hit up Phil and get pricing squared away for everything. Bottle service yet again. We thought about Rain, but Phil said it would be mediocre and to go to Moon. Followed his advice. Spot on.

For those that don’t know, Palms Place is a massive walk to the rest of the Palms. Thankfully there’s the walking sidewalk thing that they have and then the slowest elevator ever. Of course this elevator has 2 floors, Skybridge and Casino. We get to the elevator and there’s a dude in there. He doesn’t come out. We walk in and I say don’t mess up your floor and he says he won’t and he’s waiting for the Sky bridge. That’s when I tell him he reached it and he stumbles out. I haven’t laughed that hard all trip. Dude seriously rode the elevator up and didn’t realize it. Classic.

Our table was upstairs at Moon (a section I didn’t know existed from the previous night). Server was Malissa (yes with an A) and she was the bomb. If all waitresses at moon are as good as Malissa and Jessica, then this place will be a gold mine. If not, just request either of these girls. Seriously they are on top of everything with your drinks and make sure it seems like they are there partying vs working.

Less action upstairs at Moon, but it is ok as it’s night 4 and we are all starting to feel the repercussions of the past days. The night starts out kinda slow, but by the end we were all dancing and having a great time.

Some females ask if they can sit down and of course I tell them yes. After looking like they are going to be lame I decide to Night at the Roxberry them. This livened up the mood and they were down to party.

We get moved from upstairs to downstairs and everyone comes with. All 5 guys and the girls which somehow went from 3 to a group of 8 with 2 dudes. Oh well. I tell this one girl she needs to dance with me and she obliges while her boyfriend watches with a careful eye. It’s all good as I just spin her around and she loves it. Evil eye from dude, but I don’t give a shit.

We have a glow stick and it’s being passed around. One of the girls somehow uses it to knock off a glass and break it. Seriously that sucked. I force everyone to sit down while we get someone to clean it up. Quick response there.

I party for a bit more, but I have an early flight. I decide to head back to the room. Now I get to the elevator and see there’s a couple but not big deal. I jokingly instruct them to make sure they get the right floor based on the previous ride’s experience and the dude starts to threaten me. His girl tries to calm him down and I just smile at him. Elevator gets to our floor and I let them through and she says that he didn’t need to be such an ass. Oopps I think I ruined a night. Oh well.

Riding the walking sidewalk back and I get a text from my buddy. “You left at the right time. One of the girls just puked all over the place.” Classic. Now I am back in the room, 2 hours till I gotta wake up and leave for the airport. Vegas, it has been fun.

[davidg545]

+1 on ***** for hotel transaction, I've delt with him a few times and nothing but great service from him. Fantastic deals! Great TR khai, good to see your experience at the Cathouse and GBDC was dope.

Im interested in how the BVLimo ride back to the airport went? I realized you said the driver was from Executive so im debating calling Executive to see if they have my reservation in their books. I cant get an answer out of Nick @ BV via email or text and I got reservations for NYE weekend =\ the last thing id want is to look like a dumb ass in front of my lady when I tell her I got private car ride for us and the driver isn't there.

[iamkhai]

+1 on ***** for hotel transaction, I've delt with him a few times and nothing but great service from him. Fantastic deals! Great TR khai, good to see your experience at the Cathouse and GBDC was dope.

Im interested in how the BVLimo ride back to the airport went? I realized you said the driver was from Executive so im debating calling Executive to see if they have my reservation in their books. I cant get an answer out of Nick @ BV via email or text and I got reservations for NYE weekend =\ the last thing id want is to look like a dumb ass in front of my lady when I tell her I got private car ride for us and the driver isn't there.

Back home in Chicago safe and sound. The limo was there at 7am when I had posted to pick me up. They called me then as I was on my way down to make sure. There were no issues with that part and yes it was an executive limo again (plate said it).

[davidg545]

+1 on ***** for hotel transaction, I've delt with him a few times and nothing but great service from him. Fantastic deals! Great TR khai, good to see your experience at the Cathouse and GBDC was dope.

Im interested in how the BVLimo ride back to the airport went? I realized you said the driver was from Executive so im debating calling Executive to see if they have my reservation in their books. I cant get an answer out of Nick @ BV via email or text and I got reservations for NYE weekend =\ the last thing id want is to look like a dumb ass in front of my lady when I tell her I got private car ride for us and the driver isn't there.

Back home in Chicago safe and sound. The limo was there at 7am when I had posted to pick me up. They called me then as I was on my way down to make sure. There were no issues with that part and yes it was an executive limo again (plate said it).

Well thats good, I actually got a text message from nick at 3:00 a.m this morning and asked how he can help. So I replied back when I woke up asking for reassurance on my reservations.

[McNulty]

Great TR, I love hearing that GBDC is such a good time in almost every report where it shows up.

[iamkhai]

Great TR, I love hearing that GBDC is such a good time in almost every report where it shows up.

Ok I need to expand on GBDC a bit as I realize I didn't do a good job with it at all. Probably due to the high levels of alcohol in my system when I was writing.

First off, you can wear whatever you want to wear. And you should try to be creative. The better the outfit, the better the time you will have. Sure there were guys in the standard button down, jeans, black shoes, and girls in dresses. But the life of the party was from the people that didn't give a shit and wore crazy stuff.

Not knowing this before hand we were at a bit of a disadvantage. So I winged it and all three of us wore pajama pants, t-shirts and ties as if we had just woken up. My tie had Jack from Nightmare before Christmas on it and was complemented a lot. I still felt like I could have done more had I planned for it.

Highlights of other people's clothing include a girl who had a massive pink monster hat. Imagine if someone killed a wolf and wore that only to have the wolf be a pink monster. That was her's. Two girls dressed like 1920's and got a lot of attention. Some people (including Phil our host) had masks which were hilarious.

Ok onto the antics of this place. Massive glow foam stick things everywhere. The employees kept bringing them out and giving them to people. It's the middle of the day, you can see everything, but these things were awesome.

Girls dancing on top of the bar blowing a whistle bringing people over for the Beer Bong. Lots of energy with that and everyone always applauding.

Confetti cannons shot out at random times to everyone's delight. Then there were mini confetti sticks that were handed out for more of a surprise.

One guy was standing on the DJ table shooting what looked like two fire extinguishers at everyone. Everyone loved it and started picking the confetti off the ground to throw into the streams from that.

The highlight though was when they paraded a piñata from one side of the club to the other. It was as if the golden child was being ushered in. Once hung up, a blindfolded dude went to town trying to break the thing.

What was really cool was that we got there at around 4 and by 6 it was dark out due to it being winter. From our view with where the moon was at that time of night it looked like the Luxor's light was shining straight to the moon.

My only complaint about the club was the music got a little repetitive at times. Like the dj was using the same mixes for stuff. All the other clubs we went to rarely duplicated a song, but GBDC was more house music that repeated too much at times.